Although your weakness may “look” different than does my weakness … our strength should always come from the same Source.

My weakness is physical … yours may be emotional … or financial … or with a difficult relationship … or in wrestling with your destiny.

I am recovering from my second mastectomy in 7 months. I am only a little over 3 weeks out from the surgery – but I can assure you that He is healing me day by day by day.

You know, the truth is this: I wanted to be 100% better … totally healed … “run a marathon strong” the day after surgery.

But I wasn’t.

It has been a journey.

It has been a sweet journey of rest and worship and allowing other people to take care of me.

But the most healing choice of all has occurred while I have simply been sitting at the feet of Jesus.

I have made an amazing discovery during these tumultuous days of healing. Do you want to know what my discovery is?!

It is a discovery of the rarest and most reliable sort. Oh! That the medical community and top-notch doctors and best-selling experts would advise this piece of healing wisdom!

Healing takes place at the feet of Jesus.

It doesn’t matter what your pain is … what your infirmity is … or what your weakness is. It is at the feet of Jesus where the healing begins!

There is no place else that I would rather be than sitting at the feet of Jesus!

Why does it take a “weakness” to finally take the time to sit at His feet?

Why don’t I make time for sitting as His feet when I am roaring … and strong … and a force to be reckoned with?

Why, indeed?

Life ebbs and flows. There are days of great power and passion and accomplishment. My! How I love those days! I was made for those days!

And then there are days of tiredness and frustration and just being fragile. Those days are a conundrum in my otherwise victorious life.

“And He has said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for power is perfected in weakness.” Most gladly, therefore, I will rather boast about my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may dwell in me. Therefore I am well content with weaknesses, with insults, with distresses, with persecutions, with difficulties, for Christ’s sake; for when I am weak, then I am strong.” – II Corinthians 12: 9 & 10

The great apostle Paul understood what you and I often ignore. When we are in the place of needing Jesus … we are in a place of grace. We were made for that grace place.

When our weakness threatens to overtake an otherwise vibrant life … His strength is enough. It is more than enough.

What we need is not more of our human power but what we need is more of His indwelling and sustaining power.

I am a girl who simply and completely needs Jesus.

I need Him when I am strong and when I am weak.

I need Him when I am running marathons and when I have tubes hanging out of my body.

I need Him when I am roaring and when I am whimpering.

I just need Him.

And … when I am wise enough to admit my need for Him and to seek a place at His feet … that is when the healing begins.

That is when the weakness ebbs away.

That is where the power surges.

That is when I can start to walk again without becoming weary and also encourage the hope that one day I will indeed run again and not get tired.

“Yet those who wait for the Lord will gain new strength; they will mount up with wings like eagles, they will run and not get tired, they will walk and not become weary.” – Isaiah 40:31

You see, one of the greatest miracles of all happens when a man or a woman decides to sit and rest at the feet of Jesus. As we sit in His dear presence … gazing into His indescribable face … listening to His words of comfort and love … an exchange of power happens.

A miraculous transfer of power takes place.

He infuses a weak, ordinary piece of humanity with all that He has and all that He is. When He gives power to us, He does not give human power to us.

When He gives power … He gives HIS power to us and that is when the miracle begins.

He gives all that He is and all that He has.

You see … I really don’t need more human power. What I am in desperate need of is heaven’s power!

I don’t need more of me … what I need is more of Him!

I don’t desire to be the best version of me … I want to be like Jesus.

I want God’s strength not human vitality.

I can’t live without divine ability.

I want a transfusion of Calvary’s blood!

I don’t want to cross the finish line on my own merits with medals around my chest … I want Him to be carrying me every step of the way!

And so today I am praying for you who are weak. I am praying that you will discover like Paul did … and like I have … that perhaps it is the moment of weakness that is our finest moment.

My weakness makes room for His strength. My weakness pushes “me” out of the way … so that He can take over.

And now if you will excuse me … I need to go sit, once again, at His feet.